Lyrics:
it like a half a key
My neck chilly like I've
Never been to Applebee's i'm the best
No offense to anyone that back with me
Bruh, they set you up before
up like carpaccio, nigga
Extra thin
Yo, I play with cold stoves so
Hot it'll break the Pyrex
Yellow and black Wu Nikes go
With the Pittsburgh Pirates
ever
Ever
Ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever
Ever give 'em a bow, Michelle
Yes, give it up for Michelle from LA y'all
All the way to come enjoy
Hov in ‘03, I feel like Hov in ‘03
Black album then I’m back out, Yuh
Hov in ‘03, I feel like Hov in ‘03
Black album then I’m back out, Yuh
Cha, ya
everything
All black everything
All black everything
All black
No landing, geared up for arrival, nowhere to arrive to
The subject seems upset by that
niggas (en garde)
If it was up to me, I would never unlock these niggas
Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would just box these niggas and throw away the key
already know, Gimme the lighter; we can spark it up one time, No Desiigner; panda drip when I thrift mine, Black and white; Imma keep it simple, You know I
to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer
If
Look how they did X, 3 albums, six movies and got him looking stress
Where's his money at?
Or my homey Def, what up Mos? Did 16 blocks and look like
the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
in the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom (yeah)
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got
Yeah
I be in my own zone rollin up the OG
Wet up my black wit that codeine
A nigga been loaded low-key
Gettin to it just me and my homies
Aint nothin
The sun don't shine and the guns don't sleep
Wake a nigga ass up like he got somewhere to be
Yeah (ya dig?)
Ha, ayy (and let the world know), and by
The forty five for you niggas with nine lives
Penthouse on college, money long as Ocean drive
Black Chevy Tahoe's, Hatians up out the pothole
My place
shanked in the chest
With my front door key
Then a box in the mout' with my back door key
Draw for the leng, kill an MC
I've got a black ski mask but I
the remix
I go by the name of Sacario
[Fat Joe] Yeah!
[Sacario] Angela, Joey Crack
[Fat Joe] Pick the music up man
[Angie M] Let's do it
[Sacario] We 'gon
Of where I'm at most of the time like
Kind of aloof and salty and
Also young and black
Last question there's a poem about you
Written in
1995 by your family
turnt down low speakers
But you looking mighty fine in your low cesar"
Lazy boy both feet up in my Sofia
Flow seem sorta grim no reaper
We've got the key
glaze across
This and that's always the key
But key to what?
Success? Then go ahead, lead the way
Your shoes don't look that beaten up
Defeating
be asking you, "Who is more dramatical?"
This one or that one, the white one or the black one
Pick the punk, and I'll jump up to attack one
KRS-One
Black boots, black pants, black hoodies, black masks, black gloves we dressed up like crows
Dark nights, dark days, dark souls, dark shades, dark
integrity (In that belt called creativity)
But it's not a black corpse, snuffed by a cold world, I keep warm
By burning dead bodies smelling the beats
Since I was knee high to a butterfly
All l knew was to get money and to try to make it multiply uh
Switch up my flow every album like I switch up my
niggas librarian quick
And put them thangs on the
Boat like Nigerian kids
I'ma black mac, hoodie up
I ain't do it for the look until I
Got the Ramada
Discuss these by up album the black keys Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In